Hey what’s up everyone? Today is another day to give thanks to the Lord for all the great things He’s done for us. So for today’s article I am going to continue my painful story about the our angel that we never got to see. If you want to read the first part you can check it here

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Miscarriage Journey

The moment my OB-Gyne confirmed me about my pregnancy case,(blighted ovum pregnancy) I started surfing the internet about it. And honestly it was all bad, that’s why I stopped looking for articles that explained everything I need to know about it. There wasn’t any successful one and all lead to miscarriage. I was totally hurt by it and knowing anytime soon I will be one of them. On my last transvaginal ultrasound appointment, the radiologist confirmed what I am afraid of. All the hopes of being a mother again was all gone. I don’t remember crying on the hospital while I was leaving with my two boys. I guess it didn’t sink on me yet or I was indenial that time. It was my first born who keep on crying when I broke the news on him that the baby didn’t make it. He keeps on crying that was why I keep calming him until we got home.

When I got home, the spotting became heavier as I already stopped drinking the medicine my doctor prescribed me on that day. The bleeding and the pain in my abdomen was so painful like I was having dysmenorrhea. When I noticed how heavy my bleeding was, that’s the time I realized I had miscarriage and tears just keep falling from my eyes. I was talking to my husband via video call and told him about the sad news. I can’t stop crying that time and he keeps on assuring me that it was okay and everything happened in our life has always a purpose. He was also sorry, that he can’t be with me on that sad day because of work overseas. I understand it well, since he was the breadwinner in our family.

Surgery

I informed the family as well about my miscarriage, they were all sorry about the loss. I even talked to my husband’s cousin, and told her about what happened. She also had three miscarriage in the past, same case as mine that was why she told me to stay strong and that everything will be fine. She told me to informed my OB about it and that I needed to have surgery so that there wouldn’t be complications in the future. Honestly I was afraid and thinking the procedure would be painful that was why I haven’t informed my doctor yet. In the end, I took the courage to informed my doctor about my latest ultrasound result and instructed me for an appointment right away. After checking me up, she scheduled my surgery on the same day.

After fixing the admission procedure in the hospital and leave my kids to their grandfather’s care, the attending nurse took me to the emergency room. After a while later, they transferred me to the operating room where the D and C procedure will be done.

A D&C, also known as dilation and curettage, is a surgical procedure often performed after a first-trimester miscarriage. In a D&C, dilation refers to opening the cervix; curettage refers to removing the contents of the uterus. Curettage may be performed by scraping the uterine wall with a curette instrument or by a suction curettage (also called vacuum aspiration). credit to americanpregnancy.org

I was really scared about the whole procedure but I also keep on praying for God’s guidance over me. I waited until my OB came together with the anaesthesiologist. They injected the anaesthesia in my dextrose and the whole process began while I was sleeping. I woke up after an hour, then they transferred me to the private room. The surgery wasn’t painful because of anaesthesia, but the pain of knowing my undeveloped baby was gone in my body was still unbearable. I stayed in the hospital for two days and went home after the bills were settled. My doctor checked me up before I went home and scheduled me for the follow up appointment.

Family Support

With the help of my family I was able to cope up with the loneliness I felt during this one painful tragedy. I was very thankful to my husband’s love and support even though we were miles away. To my in laws family who visited me during my stay at the hospital, most specially to my sister in law who was with me during the surgery. I am forever grateful. My family from Bicol was also sending me messages that lifted my spirit high. And of course to my one true bestfriend in New York who never failed to give me her full support. With all these people love, I finally accepted the loss of the angel we never had.

Closing Thoughts

We may encounter painful events in our life, but with the help of the people surrounds us, we can cope with it easily. I know it will be hard at first, but keep in mind that everything happens for a reason. And all these painful memories will keep you stronger as days goes by.

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